The poetry of catalogue
In lists of one’s own monologue
Seldom has sufficient wit
To see the I as also it–
To see that I am you, and you
Are I where any dream comes true.
To curse the impropriety
Of an insane society
Is to admit, if you would dare,
You must be one devoid of care
Beyond your needing to create
A self you can substantiate.
True. My doggerel came about after I read a lengthy poem in which the central idea was that society is toxic and imposes its toxicity on us. There was no thought given to the reality that we are all in society together, hence each individual is responsible for working with others to create a sane society.
The situation is getting even more difficult as time progresses as our society (world) is becoming smaller with the inevitable process of globalisation.